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You know, like in those Indian movies, a lot of us turn to music when an adjective is able to describe our feeling. Happy, sad, anxious, cheerful, blues. Whether we are lonely or with a bunch of idiots who - sometimes - we call friends I am one of the guilty one.

I do, also, like to read into lyrics. Some of them are so beautiful they can paint your skies with rainbows. Some of them answer your questions about live. Some, fortunately, are simple enough to bring you through those difficult times.

I can’t tell what’s wrong or right
If black is white or day is night
But I know when two men collide
It’s a question of honour

If you win or you lose
it’s a question of honour
And the way that you choose
it’s a question of honour

I can’t tell what’s wrong or right
If black is white or day is night
I know when two men collide
It’s a question of honour